Reflections on 9/11

12. September 2014 Life, Reflections 2
Thirteen years ago, I was sitting in front of our thick computer playing a spelling game. I still remember the bright yellow on the screen. I was 12 years old, in my last full year as a homeschooler, and it’s my only homeschooling memory I can pin down to a specific day. My mom interrupted ...

The Art of Turkeys

03. September 2014 Life 2
I see art in the turkeys who come to our yard daily. I see beauty and wonder as they drink from the old, metal bucket we keep filled with water, tilting their heads back once they’ve filled their mouths with a swallow so that the liquid can go down and quench and fill. I am ...